The dinner was set for 7pm, but on the dot of 6, I called Darren and asked where I could pick her. She gave me the address of an apartment in the heart of St. Lucia. I was already dressed and set, so not bothering to waste anymore time, I hailed a cab to her place. It was pretty foggy outside and the snow was falling faster and was ankle deep. I wore boots instead of shoes because I wouldn’t have been able to navigate outside otherwise.
Even on a snowy, foggy Sunday, the roads were still quite busy with different cars on the road going to their various destinations. The sidewalks were also quite busy as well. Peter had told me Sunday was the busiest day in St. Lucia because that’s when families had the time to get together and go out as a family.
It was a long ride, and I noticed we move
